La douleur de la compréhension

Now she’s gone with the wind and here I wait for things to look brighter. All I see is a symposium of chaos defined by society. The questions, they arise in my mind even now – had I held on, would the end be pleasant, or would it just be another wayward experience.
The fact puts my mind through a spiralling dillemma. But as always, words fail me even now. Maybe a drink or two ought to solve this case.
Farewell, Sherlock!